So I came home today after a long day at work?..
Walk into the house and the dog had shit his crate. And not a solid one either. Almost a fire hose effect. Then he took his pillow in his crate and smeared it all over the place, for good measure. The smell throughout the house was the kind that made you squint your eyes.
So the wife and feeling terrible for the dog immediately got to work cleaning the dog first, then the crate, then the pillow, and the tray under the pillow. Got it all cleaned up and aired out the house. Our dinner we picked up from Harvey getting cold the entire time. Took around 25 minutes but all was well again the world.
I ate my cold dinner. The burger was undercooked, and the fries we soggy. But I knew once I finished and helped clean up the kitchen, I would have just enough time to turn on the baseball game and catch hopefully the 9th inning.
Well I was surprised to see it was the bottom of the seventh, but I soon realized my dog wasn?t the only one to shit the bed.
When my dog shit his bed, I got to work cleaning it up.
Wonder if the AD or Lemonis has the balls to start to clean up after this projectile diarrhea.
